Fall - Fletcher/Judd - Ficlet

Jun 14, 2009 10:41

Title: Fall
Author: russsel
Part: 1/1
Rating: PG
Pairing: Fletcher/Judd
Genre: AU
Summary: Now Harry knows he can never get Tom.
Sequel: Fly
A/N: Sorry for the assault, you guys, I've just been inspired so lately. My first Fludd, so I hope I did it right. ^-^;
Disclaimer: I do not own McFly in any way.



“Thanks for this, Harry,” you say, and I smile at your reflection in the mirror, lifting up your collar until it frames your neck. From your shoulder, I pick up the black tie, letting the length of it dangle from my fingers before reaching my arms around your shoulders, gripping both ends of the fabric. “Danny and Dougie’re too unreliable with these things.”

“No problem,” I say, widening my smile, and I mean it, too; I’m more than eager to help you whenever you ask for my help-hell, I always look forward to it. Look forward to any reason I can get close to you, listen to you, touch you, if just in the smallest ways. “I want you to look your best today.”

“I do too,” you say with a chuckle, and I loop the tie once around the upturned collar, then through the space created. “I’d hate to look like a bloody idiot.”

It’s my turn to laugh, and I make one last loop before pulling down the front end of the tie, my chest almost pressing against your back. It’s always like this; my body gets only too close before I will myself stop, because I know I shouldn’t be doing that.

“There,” I whisper with one final tug, and I pat down your shoulders, not too broad, not too wispy, just right. I turn my eyes to look at you, always on the reflection, and you smile at me, teeth only just creeping beneath your lips, my favorite smile, your singular dimple poking out of your rosy cheeks, blushed to perfection by Frankie, who has just entered from the door behind us with her elaborate dress, her short hair brushed to the side like always.

“Come on, Tom, everyone’s waiting,” she says, keeping a hand on the knob and a leg out the door. She nods in my direction when our eyes meet, and you turn to me completely, fingers restlessly fidgeting with the tie.

“Do I look good?” you ask, and I nod in approval the next second, giving your chin a playful pinch.

“You look great.”

You sigh one last time before walking past me over to Frankie.

“Oh, Gio’s going to adore you! You look dashing, you really do,” Frankie says dreamily as she gives you a hug. A hug that I wish I can give you in the hopes you’ll return it feeling the same. Pulling back, you turn your head to me and you smile one last time, as a free man, dimple digging deeper in your cheek.

“Well, here I go,” you say anxiously, and I chuckle softly, stuffing my hands in my pocket.

“Go get her, Tom,” I say, and I watch you as you make your way across the hall, my smile faltering. Gathering myself up, I drag my feet and follow, keeping my head down, eyes on my shoes, as I hear the people practice “The Wedding March” in the distance.

pairing: fletcher/judd, !ficlet, fandom: mcfly

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